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My 'Healing' Game

Officer, if I told you this just was a "Healing-type Game," would you believe me?

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Chapter 132: The Omen of Death

Removing the game helmet, Han Fei slumped onto the bed.

Within just one evening, he had risen from a clerk to a shop manager, a rate of promotion so swift that even he hadn't anticipated it.

He moved his somewhat stiff body, noticing a slight tremble in his fingers which he then clenched into fists, a little scared after the fact.

He had survived the night and taken possession of the convenience store, seemingly a good outcome, but in truth, reflecting on the entire game process, any single error could have been lethal.

He was gambling with his life, and in the end, he had secured a slim chance of survival.

"I'm still too weak, just at level seven. According to the official 'Perfect Life' website, players only experience a significant increase in strength once they reach level ten and acquire their first official profession."

"The rules of the Shallow World and the Deep World should be largely the same, it's just this hidden profession, Midnight Butcher..."